Get out of here!
Live on!!
"Uncle Greer!!"
Upon confirming Greer's identity, Fanny screamed, her weak and delicate voice laced with sobs.
"Huh? What's that sound?"
Aigard seemed to have heard something, his gaze shifting warily through the crowd, while Greer's expression grew increasingly desperate.
The Arctic wolves are born with immense power. They can not only use magic but also master sword energy, making them coveted by countless nobles. However, only Fanny remains in this branch of the Arctic wolves. If Aigard discovers that there are still female werewolves alive, Fanny will surely be kept in captivity and used as a breeding machine to cultivate Arctic wolf warriors.
“Greeel…”
Before the little girl could utter her second cry, Xu Milu, quick as a flash, stopped her. She spread her cloak over Fanny, covering her animal ears and tail, letting Aigard's gaze sweep over her.
...
...
"What? I must have misheard."
Egard tugged smugly at the chain around Greer's neck, basking in the cheers of his people.
When Greer saw that Fanny hadn't been discovered, his expression went numb again, with only a hint of relief in his eyes.
Judging from Fanny's appearance, she seems to be doing well now.
And so, as long as her identity as an Arctic wolf remains unknown, she can wait until she comes of age and has enough power to protect herself.
As long as we don't get caught...
The child is hope. As long as Fanny is alive, there is hope to rebuild the tribe.
By then, there will be no more enslaved tribesmen, no more Arctic wolf cubs coveted for their abilities, furry cubs that can frolic freely on the snow, and lively bonfire parties will no longer be killing grounds for slave traders.
Greer struggled to lift his head, as if he were back on the raging polar ice caps, the scent of ice and snow strangely comforting him. He struggled to look up at the sky and howled, letting out mournful cries:
"Awooo—"
Run, kid.
Run!
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